Whether you call this a tart or a galette doesn’t matter. What does matter is the taste of the buttery flaky crust that surrounds the sweet tender fruit that fills your mouth with warm happiness with every bite. Enjoy!

The smell of strawberries and peaches baking in the oven on an early fall Sunday afternoon is comforting, relaxing and blissful. The cool breeze through the open window and the smell of slightly crisp air is exactly what the Northeast weather can deliver. Right now that’s all in my dreams. In reality, it’s high up in the 80’s and exactly the opposite of how I want these weekends to be. Every year we worry about going straight into cold winter months, bypassing fall all together. It’s been a hot summer. I hope this year we get the most wonderful crisp fall we dream of.